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You talk about the junk you do like you talk about climbing trees
You live the life of a little kid with bruises on your knees
You will never cop to the damage that's been done
But you will never stop 'cause it's too much fun
Now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
You already sucked me dry, can't do it anymore honey
You roughed me up and made me cry, now you wanna borrow money
You say you feel like a failure and you wish you could take it all back
But honey I gotta tell ya, it's a little too late for that
And now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
One reason after the other you're always feeling sad
Maybe you couldn't talk to your mother or stand up to your dad
You want my forgiveness and that I will give to you
But you got yourself into this mess and there's nothing I can do
And now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
The first time I saw you, you made me melt
The last time I saw you, you hit below the belt
You might have a beautiful mouth, you might have beautiful eyes
But sooner or later it all goes south when you tell too many lies
And now you want somebody to be your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
Good luck finding your buttercup
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I Cared for you
Dared to do
What I was never prepared to do
I've talked you down
Driven you around
All but followed you underground
I've defended you
Commended you
I've seen it through to the end with you
I've supported you
Encouraged you
Comforted and consoled you
I don't know how your livin'
I don't know where you are
And you may not be willing
To open up the door
If you should ever wonder
You shouldn't have to ask
Cos I hope you know brother
I've always got your back
I've paid for you
I've borrowed for you
I've planned all my tomorrows for you
I've believed in you
Grieved with you
I've rolled my sleeves for you
I've fed you
I've clothed you
I've loved you and stood up for you
I've sided with you
I cried for you
I put my knees aside for you
But I don't know how your livin'
And I don't know where you are
And you may not be willing
To open up the door
And If you should ever wonder
Well you shouldn't have to ask
Cos I hope you know brother
I've always got your back
I've always got your back
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Thundering news hits me like a snowball
struck in my face and shattering
Covering me in a fine powder and mist
and mixing in with my tears
And I'm 57 but I could be 7 years old,
Cos I will never be able
to comprehend the expansiveness
of what I've just learned
But you, have disappeared
You have been released
You are flecks of light
You are missed
Somewhere, spinning round the sun
Circling the moon
Traveling through time
You are missed
Walking through unfamiliar streets
and I'm shaking unfamiliar hands
and I'm hearing unfamiliar laughs
and lovely language I don't understand
It's late October in Copenhagen
The skies are grey, the snow is falling
I see my breath outside, I'm freezing
I'm motionless, I'm disbelieving
But you, have disappeared
You have been released
You are flecks of light
You are missed
Somewhere, spinning round the sun
Circling the moon
Traveling through time
You are missed
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You weren't born to be abandoned
You weren't born to be forsaken
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved
You weren't born to be mistreated
And you weren't born to misguided
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved
You weren't born to be a slave
You weren't born to be disgraced
You were born to be loved
Hmm hmm, you were born to be loved
You weren't born to be abused
You weren't born to lose
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved
You weren't born to suffer
And you weren't born for nothing
You were born to be loved
Hmm hmm, you were born to be loved
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How did you come up with a day and time
You didn't tell me you'd changed your mind
How could I have been so blind
I didn't know you'd changed your mind
When you made the decision to get off this ride
Did you run out of places to go and hide
Did you know everybody would be surprised
When you made the decision to get off this ride
When you made the decision to jump ship
Once and for all lose your grip
Did you wax the deck to make it easier to slip
When you made the decision to jump ship
When did you start seeing black
Was it too much good you felt you lacked
Was it too much weight on you back
When did you start seeing black
When did you start seeing red
Did you see me standing over your bed
Did you hear anything I said
When did you start seeing red
When did you start seeing white
Tell me baby what was it like
Was it when you received your last rites
When did you start seeing white
Did you use a compass to get out of this place
Did you ever hear my voice, did you see my face
Did you finally get tired of running the race
Did you use a compass to get out of this place
Did you feel your act was a final truth
The dramatic ending of a misspent youth
Did you really feel you had all the proof
Did you feel your act was a final truth
Was it hard to finally pull the plug
Was it hard to receive that final hug
Did evil triumph over love
Was it hard to finally pull the plug
When did you start seeing black
Was it too much good you felt you lacked
Was it too much weight on you back
When did you start seeing black
When did you start seeing red
Did you see me standing over your bed
Did you hear anything I said
When did you start seeing red
When did you start seeing white
Tell me baby what was it like
Was it when you received your last rites
When did you start seeing white
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I met my enemy today
Baby sends the little one out to play
Enemy shot two of my buddies down
Baby rides the little one on the
merry-go-round
By my post, I?m standing guard
Baby hopes for roses in the front yard
I don?t know my enemy?s name
Baby takes the little one to a
baseball game
Why am I in this God forsaken place?
Baby washes the dirt off the
little one?s face
Ten year olds in the killing fields
Baby?s planning the weekly meals
Bodies in a muddy ditch
Baby?s got supper to fix
My buddy?s got a hole in his head
Baby?s getting? the little one ready for bed
Today I shot my enemy
Baby gives the little one a hug for me
Both my buddy?s legs got blown off
Baby tends to the little one?s cough
I stare down the barrel of a gun
Baby?s goin? out to have some fun
I hear ringing in my ears
Baby?s face is all wet with tears
I hear echoes of shots
Baby?s only thinkin? sweet thoughts
Why the hell did they send me
here to fight?
Baby kisses my picture and turns
off the light
I can?t look my enemy in the eye
Baby tells the little one, daddy?s
gone bye-bye
Today I took a bullet through the heart
Baby?s gonna have to make a
brand new start
I met my enemy today
Baby sends the little one out to play
Enemy shot two of my buddies down
Baby rides the little one on the
merry-go-round
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We were blessed by the minister
Who practiced what he preached
We were blessed by the poor man
Who said heaven is within reach
We were blessed by the girl selling roses
Showed us how to live
We were blessed by the neglected child
Who knew how to forgive
We were blessed by the battered woman
Who didn?t seek revenge
We were blessed by the warrior
Who didn?t need to win
We were blessed by the blind man
Who could see for miles and miles
We were blessed by the fighter
Who didn?t fight for the prize
We were blessed by the mother
Who gave up the child
We were blessed by the soldier
Who gave up his life
We were blessed by the teacher
Who didn?t have a degree
We were blessed by the prisoner
Who knew how to be free
We were blessed
Yeah, we were blessed
We were blessed by the mystic
Who turned water into wine
We were blessed by the watchmaker
Who gave up his time
We were blessed by the wounded man
Who felt no pain
By the wayfaring stranger
Who knew our names
We were blessed by the homeless man
Who showed us the way home
We were blessed by the hungry man
Who filled us with love
By the little innocent baby
Who taught us the truth
We were blessed by the forlorn
Forsaken and abused
We were blessed
Yeah, we were blessed
Mnn, we were blessed
Yeah, we were blessed
We were blessed
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Who would have ever guessed
I would be here where I am like this
With you, my dear
My sweet, sweet, sweet love
To drink my words in
And make each moment become
A celebration
My breath is yours to share
Everything in me
And of me is yours forever
If only for your blue eyes
I would choose never
To live a day without you
Here is my love letter
My love, so true
My sweet, sweet, sweet love
My sweet, sweet, sweet love
My sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet love
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Hide your background, hide your fame
Hide your given middle name
Swallow your pride, swallow your pills
In your house up in the hills
Leave your husband, leave your wife
Keep on runnin? your whole life
Sweep your dirt under the rug
Fix your hurt with a little love
Chorus:
From the cradle to the grave
You will always be a slave
To the quiet darkness of your memories
And that?s the truth, my friend
The ugly truth, my friend
I?ve got proof, my friend
And that?s the truth
Keep your secrets to yourself
Keep your paperbacks up on the shelf
Burn your bridges, burn your friends
Blow ?em kisses and make amends
Take the high road or take the low
No one but you and God will ever know
And you might play rough and win or lose
Either way, love, you?ll get the blues
Repeat chorus
I?ve got proof, my friend
And that?s the truth
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Please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Tell me so it makes sense to me
How much better it's all gonna be
And please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Tell me so I understand
Talk to me and hold my hand
And please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Tell me everything's gonna be alright
Even if it takes all night, please
Please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
I've been in trouble and I've been blue
Tell me something good tell me something new
Please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Tell me what it's all about
Tell me things will work out
And please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
The whole wide world is falling apart
The whole wide world gonna break apart
So, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Please, please, please convince me
Convince me, baby [x4]
Please
Convince me, baby [x4]
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In the awakening, in the awakening
I will shoulder my troubles and
harness my ride
In the awakening, in the awakening
I?ll roll nothin? but doubles,
sevens and nines
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will lick my wounds, I will kiss the sky
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will kick the shoulds, I will not ask why
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will pray for nothing,
I will stay up ?til the end
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will say what I want to,
I will not make amends
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will honor the mistaken,
I will honor the truth
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will honor the forsaken,
I will not mourn my youth
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will not mourn my losses,
I will not mourn the dead
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will have no bosses,
I will not bow my head
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will want for nothing, I will give you a gift
In the awakening, in the awakening
I will always love you,
I will give you my kiss
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There'll never be a spring so perfect again
You'll never see a yellow so rich
The grass will never be quite as green
And there'll never be a kiss like your kiss.
There will never be a summer so complete
You'll never see a palette like this
The berries will never taste as sweet
There'll never be a kiss like your kiss
There will never be an autumn so vivid and warm
So red, so golden, so crisp
You'll never see a color in aubergine
There'll never be a kiss like your kiss.
There'll never be a winter quite so true
When the sky was painted with gifts
There'll never be a moon so full and blue
There'll never be a kiss like your kiss
There'll never be a kiss like your kiss
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